有次逛书店,出门时,突然听到玩滑板的男孩从空中飘来一句话:“这年头,谁还看书啊!”听得我一愣一愣的。然而每每跟朋友聚会,都会自然地谈到最近读到的新书,发现,原来一杯咖啡一本书的生活,亦没有被大家抛弃。又发现,很多卖书又卖咖啡的小吧,一家家的多起来,留住了咖啡的醇香,留住了窗外的暖阳,留住了纸张的轻响。原来,阅读依然是一种生存。多少年来,从来都是这样。 There are times visiting the bookstore, go out, suddenly heard the boy skateboarding floated from the air a word: “This year, who also read ah! ” I heard a surprised a moment of surprised. However, whenever I meet up with my friends, I naturally talk about the latest book I read and find out that the original book of a cup of coffee has not been abandoned by everyone. Also found that many small book selling coffee and sell it, more than one family, retaining the mellow coffee, leaving the warm sun out the window, leaving the paper light. It turned out reading is still a kind of survival. How many years has it been?